What's Your Point? Wednesday

Ahh... it's that time again. My clever friend, Jamie, has started What's Your Point? Wednesday and I am determined to help her take the blogging world by storm. So, why don't you join me and link up here? Don't let the fact that she is funnier than you deter you from participating. I surely haven't.


I am absolutely in love with this song, Home, by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros. You may have heard part of it on a commercial. It's like a throw back song to June Carter and Johnny Cash, although the band looks more like The Mamas and The Papas. I know nothing about the band, except the lead singer is named Alex and they first performed together at the Marfa Film Festival. The song just makes me happy and brings a smile to my face every single time. It makes me love my husband more and brings back a lot of memories. It also makes me wish I could whistle. It's pretty lame that I can't whistle. And when I run it makes me feel like I am in a music video. My point —did I mention that I ADORE this song and that I am also a closet hippie?

I have been thinking a lot about community, about the body of Christ. I am blessed beyond measure to be a part of local church where authentic believers gather, the gospel is preached, and Christ is honored through preaching of the Word and singing praises to His name. I am thankful that our small community strives to be real and there is a significantly small amount of drama. And it's not because we all get along really well, hold hands and sing Kumbaya together. I believe it's because the elders and leaders have done an excellent job of holding each other accountable. They have each come from different walks of life, they have different preferences about music, style, etc., but they are committed to serving the body. They have set an excellent example for the rest of us. I am at a point in my life where I recognize that no church is going to be perfect. And in our individualistic and consumeristic society we have to fight against the mentality to "church shop." A church isn't going to have every single aspect that fits us to a tea, but it's not about us. We have to persevere through the inevitable tension that happens in church. We need to commit to people, and when friction occurs, don't run from it. But run to the person and talk it out. Beautiful things come from hard discussions. Beautiful relationships come from giving and receiving the hard Love. And developing community takes work. Hard-messy-heart-wrenching-work. So get involved in a small group at church, invite people to lunch, have them over for dinner. Don't wait for someone else to do it, and then complain that no one ever talks to you on Sunday. Like my mom always told me, "If you want to have good friends, you have to be a good friend." I guess my point is if you aren't involved in a local church, you need to be.


Are you a member of a local church? What do you love about your church?
Are you a closet hippie too?


~cheryl~